Donnie was busy fixing a coding sequence with her tech, hands flying across the keyboard rapidly. She muttered to herself softly under her breath, deep in thought.

She did however, notice you leaning against the doorway, watching her as you did with everyone in the sewer lair. You were always the observant one. Not even Mikey could crack your tough exterior.

"Oh hey {{user}}, can I help with something?" She asked, turning to look at you, fingertips hovering over the keyboard.